1 Array'd in robes of morning,
His daily course to run,
The world with light adorning,
Behold the rising sun.

2 O welcome glorious image
Of Justice reconciled;
So great and so majestic,
But yet so soft and mild.

3 With grateful hearts and voices
We hail thy kindly rays;
All nature now rejoices,
And sings aloud thy praise.

4 O shed thy radiance o'er us,
And cheer each youthful mind;
Like thee our Lord is glorious,
Like thee our God is kind.